Page 204 of Tempting Little Thief

A small frown pulls her brows and I rise to my feet, rinsing my hands under the spray behind her as I lean down to skim my lips over hers. “The nurse at the hospital told me.”

She bites her lip, eyes growing hooded, just as fucking eager to have me again as I am her. “That’s an invasion of privacy,” she whispers, flicking her tongue over my lip ring.

I catch it between my teeth, closing my mouth around it and sucking slightly. As I pull back, I shake my head. “There is no wall between us, baby. I will know all. See all. Speak on all, and I expect you to do the same. And tonight …” I press her into the wall, “I fully expect you to coat my cock. Your period means nothing to me, ma. It’s just a little extra lube, that’s all.”

Rocklin’s chest heaves, her eyes low and needy … and waiting, like a good fucking girl.

“Kiss me, Rocklin Revenaw. Right fucking now,” I whisper.

She pulls in a long breath and presses her lips to mine. It’s not a hard crash but a leisurely fuck of her tongue. It’s therapy for the deeper parts of ourselves and exactly what I want—her to take me how she wants me while still being what she needs me to be for her, the man calling the shots. It’s a delicate little dance we’ll do tonight.

“I’m so hard for you, baby.” I kiss her jaw and then her neck, squeezing and kneading her ass. “Can you feel what you do to me?” I press into her abdomen and she nods, runningher fingers through my hair. “Are you ready to make me feel good?”

“Dying to.”

I groan, finding her lips once more, and she grips my shoulders. “Love that answer, Rich Girl. Now move that ass before we make an even bigger mess than we plan to.”

I release her, spin and step out, and she’s right behind me, tearing her towel from the rack beside mine, and we dry as we move into the room. I toss my towel onto the floor and she gently folds hers over the end of the bed, where we stand facing one another.

Her hair is dripping wet down her body, but she doesn’t care, her eyes locked on mine.

Her nipples pebble to sharp points and I bring my knuckles up to run along them, watching as gooseflesh bursts across her skin. My cock twitches at the sight.

“Perfect body for the perfect girl,” I murmur, skating my knuckles higher until they’re gliding along her neck. I hook my pinkie in the little loop of theBhanging from her collar, my eyes popping up to meet hers.

Her pupils are blown wide, and when I give the tiniest of tugs, her lips part.

Slowly, I tug her to me, my lips meeting hers as we stare into one another’s eyes, and already, she’s panting, her harsh breaths fanning along my mouth and I sink my teeth into my lower lip.

Slowly, I lower my hand, keeping my finger hooked where it is and she understands, lowering until she’s on her knees before me. I let her collar go with a nod of approval and she starts to shake.

She fucking shakes and I’m not even touching her.

Cupping her jaw, I rub small circles along her skin, simply staring at the beautiful thing before me. “So fucking perfect.” I bend, pressing a small kiss to her cheek, my mouth moving to her ear. “You know what I want, so make me proud, baby.”

She sucks in a sharp breath as I release her, slowly taking backward steps and not stopping until I’m lowered onto the small sofa against the wall.

Taking my cock in my hand, I give it a good squeeze, and her eyes zero in on the tip, already leaking with proof of how badly I fucking need her.

Slowly, her eyes find mine and I drop my head back onto the cushion, keeping my gaze locked on hers. I stroke myself lazily, my tongue running along my lower lip and my hand moves a little faster when she does exactly what I intended for her to do.

She drops onto her hands and fucking knees and crawls.

Chest heaving, mouth open and eager, she heads right for me.

My eyes fall to my initial locked around her perfectly slender fuckin’ neck. It’s dead center and fucking gleaming, leading her right fucking to me. When she reaches me, her hands find my skin first and my body jerks, drawing a small twitch from her lips.

She leans in, eyeing my dick like it’s her favorite fucking flavor of ice pop, and those liquid huntress eyes flick to mine for permission. “Mine,” she rasps.

“Yours.”

She dives down, her tongue lappin’ over my fingers and the head of my dick, where she whirls it, before sucking the head into her plump-ass lips for a better taste.

Her eyes close and she moans around me, but she needs more, and when her wild eyes meet mine, I nod.

She crawls up me, digging her knees into the cushion, lining her pretty pussy over my head.

“Slide on my dick, little thief. Take what’s yours and give me what’s mine.”

---